Chapter Text
Good evening, my name is Dr Anya Buck and I will be explaining Scp - 3027 and any relative such anomalies. This study of Scp – 3027 started in 2013.
I understand this may become confusing as many Scps cases usually do, but in this case it is meant with the utmost sincerity that this case will confuse you to the point of receiving a class B amnestic.
The related anomalies started in Russia after a few missing persons cases centred around the golden dragon circus in Novosibirsk came to some of our agent's attention.
2013 – Novosibirsk - Russia
Mister Andreyev walks through the brightly lit gates, metal, rusting beneath red paint. It's dark but the stalls immediately surrounding the entrance are inviting and fun. There are children running about, the field it's in, although protected by civilian means from being muddied is still slippy and the children running around are near falling over every other step.
He glances about and tucks his hands into his pockets, there are a few stalls that attract his attention and does join in the crowd as the strongman comes to the end of his segment.
He cheers and claps and carries on.
Soon the stalls start to go in the direction of aiming at the older generation, in particular kissing booths, wrestling in pigs blood and a burlesque clown show...
Mister Andreyev doesn't understand either.
But he keeps going as this circus seems to differ slightly to the others of such in Moscow, St Petersburg.
He notes a large space behind the burlesque stage which he only stumbled upon due to actually genuinely looking. The dirt looking freshly disturbed.
He is soon drawn however, from the odd space to a tent at the farthest possible point to the gates. It's well-kept and there's a rather brusque looking man, bald with a lick of beard.
He nods his head in greeting and glances to the tent, “Can I see?”
The man looks him up and down carefully before shaking his head. “No, you will not like what you see.”
“How are you to know what I will and won’t like?” He asks calmly, surely if he's to anger this man he won't be the one ending up in hospital.
The man grunts and shakes his head again. “You will not like, my guy.” He makes a shooing motion with his hand and continues to look at Mister Andreyev.
“How much do you want?” He steps a little closer to the man and pulls his wallet out. “I would like to see in that tent....please.”
The man again shakes his and steps further across the entrance.
Mister Andreyev sighs and looks to his feet. He then steps forward and stuns the man with a small pocket taser. The man collapses forward, and Mister Andreyev catches him with ease his size doesn't belay.
They both make their way into the tent and he gently deposits the man on the floor before straightening and looking up.
In a cage at the back of the tent, the only other item in there being a partially covered cage next to it in which the side uncovered is that closest to the first.
A young woman, no, girl is lying on the cage's base, but it isn't the fact the girl is in a cage that draws his attention, it's the soft glowing light she emits. She's clothed in a traditional German barmaid's outfit without shoes or socks, but her feet don't look scraped or dirty as if she'd been walking around bare foot.
She sits up with interest as Mister Andreyev draws closer. She shuffles backwards and he pauses only when the cage partially covered rattles.
“You touch her, I will kill you.” He looks to the other cage and understands on a base level that even though he doesn't speak English he's able to understand it when spoken; from where the voice has come is locked and any ordinary human wouldn't be able to escape.
He goes to the partially covered cage first and whips the blanket off, revealing a kneeling brunette woman, lankier than her companion, but not glowing. She is facing the blonde and only the blonde. She's dressed in a simple black tshirt and cotton shorts, also barefoot. Her feet however are filthy and scraped.
“I am Myster Andreyev. I help escape.” He hopes his minimal understanding of English is enough to allow the two know he wants to help; he knows how to help.
He unlocks the Brunette's cage of which she shoots out, pushing him nearly over in her drastic escape, she beelines for the blonde's cage and the moment it's open the two are embraced and the blonde is held with a strength like that as if she were picking a cat up.
She turns to him and looks to his coat. She grabs it and holds on until he surrenders it. It's quickly wrapped around the girl in her arms.
“Show us. You go against your word, I'll go against my temporary truce.”
…...
They have been colloquially termed as SCP – 3027 or DomSub, a little distasteful but the best we could come up with. They have further been labelled as SCP – 3027 A, the Brunette, who has long brown, curly hair and a slim, lightly muscled frame.
And SCP 3027 – B, the blonde, who has shoulder length wavy blonde hair, short stature and slightly rotund.
Since we have had SCP 3027 – A and B, we have had to put extreme measures in place to ensure the safety to those around them.
In the first week alone, hundreds of D-class have lost their lives and the deaths and injuries of the guards have reached well into the double digits.
The initial separation of the pair caused more than half of them.
During that week saw the removal of all items and objects bar the bed frame which was attached to the floor of SCP 3027 – A in which she destroyed every object at hand.
The feeding of the brunette was to be done by a set of three heavily armed guards.
As personnel were struggling to contain SCP 3027 – A, the ease of confining the blonde was worsening also.
The regular guards claimed they saw a dimming of her natural glow; her hair grew short and unkempt, and she dropped weight at a concerning rate over a period of three days.
By the end of the first week, I, Doctor Anya Buck made the decision to keep SCP 3027 A and B together.
In order to transport the Brunette to the Blonde, personnel were ordered to keep the hallway clear and to have the Blonde's door opened as soon as the Brunette came into sight.
Succinctly the Brunette's door was opened, and she ran to the Blonde in which the guard, with ten years training under his belt and usually called upon due to his lightning fast reflexes very nearly didn't open it fast enough and only lost his hand in the process.
After they were deemed cooperative enough to be classed as safe after the initial Keter assignment, experiments began.
They were first tested on their academic level, both possessing extremely sharp minds and knowledge comparable to that of Straight A* pupils, although when asked the Brunette said they were both on their way to a PhD, SCP 3027 – A claimed to have been majoring in political science on the way to become a lawyer; and SCP 3027 – B (although still mute) was majoring in Medicine, aiming for her own title of Dr.
The next tests they received were that of low scale mathematical problems from when America was trying to get their first man on the moon. They were sat on either side of an average office cubicle wall but within the same room as any negotiations always resulted in them being in the same room.
SCP 3027 – B achieved a record time of a minute and 27 seconds, SCP 3027 – A achieved the same answer in a minute 56 seconds.
After a month of mental tests and examinations the foundation decided to start physical examinations.
2014 SCP foundation Site B, area – classified.
“Okay SCP 3027 A and B, Dr Buck is monitoring this experiment.” Agent Yokov says, releasing the recording button.
She's sat one side of an octagonal table as the Blonde and Brunette are sat the other. Spread over the table are various recording instruments two of which are brain electrical activity detectors.
She has two assistants who are stationed near the door apply them to the SCP's. Agent Yokov notes that SCP A never takes her eyes from B until they are fully attached to the instruments.
Only once the assistants are stood next to the door does she look to the Agent again.
“We will be conducting a series of physical exams and tolerances during this exam.” The Agent clears her throat and stands, to walk behind them. In her hand she has two wax strips, she applies the first to the Brunette, then the second to the Blonde. Once again noting A's watching of her every move.
SCP 3027 – A's is removed first, there is a light flinch from B in which A's reaction is immense, not from the wax strip itself but from seeing B's own reaction.
Her hand has flown to the throat of Agent Yokov at an unnatural angle and Dr Buck notes the speed at which this was achieved, rivalling that of even the karate masters.
She leans over her console to peak calmly into the mic “ SCP 3027 – A, please release Agent Yokov immediately.” She watches as the Brunette considers her, her lips turning blue for a second before the SCP nods and releases the Agent.
With shaking hands, the Agent goes to her assistants and converses quietly. Once of them leaves and the Agent returns to her chair. “Okay, a D-class will be appearing in but a moment to finish this first test. SCP 3027 – A why did you react as such to having the strip removed?” The Brunette, without even a bat of the eyelids calmly keeps staring at her, back straight and arms crossed over each other.
Dr Buck would also like to note the lack of movement in the electroencephalograph except for the previous furious spike from the earlier outburst.
“She is to be left untouched.” The Agent immediately eyes the other wax strip still on SCP 3027 – B's arm and starts to sweat.
Dr Buck once again intervenes, “Agent Yokov, please proceed.” Just as she finishes asking, the D-class walks in.
The Agent sags with relief. “D-class -2976, please go to SCP 3027 – B and remove the wax strip.” The D-class hesitates at first but complies and as soon as the first centimetre is in the air both him and the Agent are sprawled on the floor, dead.
The assistants at the door quickly leave and lock the door leaving both cases of SCP 3027 alone with two dead bodies.
Dr Buck sighs and leans once again over to the mic. “Okay SCP 3027 A and B, thank you for your cooperation, I will come in personally to remove you of the electroencephalographs and then escort you to your rooms.”
…..
The footage captured from that particular experiment was that of a blur of movement from SCP 3027 – A in which only the slowing down of the recordings could capture the method in which the D-class and Agent were killed. Concurrently nearly every death within the foundation due to SCP 3027 – A, has occurred through a cervical fracture.
Succinctly I believe we are now onto the documentation recorded during experiment 206 in which the experimentation and concurrent interviews were to be forever changed and conducted on a whole other level.
It is believed that SCP 3027 A and B have a mental connection, quite how far that connection goes is yet to be discovered and our researchers refuse to send even D-class to test the full capabilities.